I seem to be a little down right now. I feel like I have a lot weighing on my mind. I'm really only pondering about issues related to school and friends, but there is a lot of, shall we say issues, concerning those two topics. I don't really even know what to say about them. It's all just a big bunch of mush swimming around in my mind. Let's attempt some poetry, shall we? Of course, I'm not original, so I'll just borrow ideas from one of the great masters.
Many roads diverged in a wood.
Some were beautiful and inviting,
some were dark and forboding.
Others were hidden to my eye due to the limits of my mind.
Not wanting to procede to the future, I turned around to delay the unevitable.
Looking back I saw that there were many roads that lead to this stop of my journy.
Many roads, not one.
Ahaha, who am I kidding? That was quite pathitic. ::continued:: I used to be a lot better of a poet. Some of the stuff I wrote in 7th and 8th grade was pretty good, well at least by my standards. Extreemly sad and somewhat disturving, but good none-the-less. To sum up, I'm having trouble making decisions in my life, but what else is new? I.. yeahhh...